...there we stood in the doorway We heard the mission bell and we were thinking to ourselves "This could be heaven or this could be hell" Mirrors on the ceiling The pink champagne on ice. And she said: "We are all just prisoners here of our own device." (Eagles)

Monday, June 2, 2008

If you could read my mind (love), what a tale my thoughts would tell

Anon and I have had a civil discourse. I will take it upon his/her word that I made sense of the issue.

Read the comment section for yourself to see what we talked about.

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